Hong Kong

On our last day in Hong Kong, we hailed a taxi yesterday morning to get to the airport at 7.30 am. The driver was in the middle of making his own instant noodles (hot water, packets of seasoning all in the basket) when he stopped his vehicle. He drove to the airport while eating his noodles, stopping before he entered the expressway to Lantau island to finish his breakfast, then flung everything – the bowl, chopsticks and remaining noodles – out of the window. Free of his breakfast burden, he expansively swerved the tiny taxi into various lanes while pushing 120 km/hr, wobbling to pick his nose hard then rubbing...

When the Travel Companion (TC) and I decided on a whim to visit Hong Kong several years back, we never thought that there were going to be others who were interested in coming along. Our visit to Hong Kong only materialised a month ago, where in a fit of planning, shouting and screaming, the hotel rooms were booked and the flight quickly paid for. In the days that led up to this trip, various ailments plagued the travelling members – but we somehow made it there. When TC and I decided on a whim to visit Hong Kong several years back, we never thought that there were going to be...

The Cranky Barbarian started out as a wide-eyed tourist who took her first steps in Europe and eventually metamorphosed into a grumpy introvert who still finds social interactions awkward. Am on social media only because people say it's necessary.